Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1887-12-17

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whose doors at theend otthe drawing.
room were standinginyitingly open, it I
Became evident before the evening was
over that some OF the flowers she
wore had found their way to Lord
Herbert's buttonhole.
There was much shaking OF heads
amongst the guests that night as they
drove home in the dark across Cell.
ston park. Everybody prophesied OF
the grand wedding that was sure to
take place in Dimplethorpe before
long, in which Lord Herbert Mande-
vile and Joe I.yttelton would play
the most important parts.
And perhaps il was not surprising
that they should have expected this,
seeing that they were not permitted,
as we are, to see the last move in the |
programme OF that eventful evening.
Dick Dering was the last OF the |
guests TO take his leave; his hostess |
had kept him chattering to her until
the great drawing room was empty
and the last carriage had rolled
away. He bade her good night at
last and made his way along the cor
ridor to the hall, which was dimly
lighted at this late hour OF the night.
He had not seen Miss Lyttelton since
Lord Herbert's departure; but Just az
he had struggled into his sreaU.coat,
and was about to open the hall door,
there came rustling of skirts along
the corridor, and in a moment Joe
was at his side.
You haven't gone Mr.. Dering? lam
thankful" she began, painting little
as ii she had been running hard. 81
looked into the drawing.room just
| now, and when ! saw mother alone
was afraid you had gone away with
out saying good night TO me. Mr.. Der.
4 ing" pausing little and dropping hel
pretty head, you aren't angry with
me, are your?
ANGRY with you? What nonsense!"
cried Dick almost impatiently. why
should be? Have you been doing
anything naughty"
swell. you look asst you were angry
with me. You have not spoken to
me once all the evening. and some.
times you have looked as black as
thunder. think it is horribly un.
kind OF you," she said with pout,
taking no notice OF his unnatural ques-
tions.
II don't think you required any at
tention from me, Dick answered slow
~, without looking at her.
Now that's nonsense" she cried
impatiently, tapping her pretty foot
upon the tiles. ~ like attention, as
YOU call il, from everybody, and you
never take any notice Of me. You are
angry with me, ! can see it in your
face. and am not at all happy about
il. Won't you forgive me. pleasey'
laying white hand upon his arm.
Dick turned and looked at her. Ia
felt that he was rapidly losing hi'
head, and this WAS his last act oil iol
ly. There she was, her lovely plead
ing eyes looking up at him pathetical
~. There were no rings upon he
pretty left hand as it lay on his arm
and almost before he knew what b
was dong he had taken it tenderly Il
his and kissed it twice.
Then in another moment he wa
striding down the avenue, angrily tell
ing himself that he was a fool and
coward. The girl did not even car
for him; she was only heartlrss Int
! tie dirt, and tomorrow he was goln
Q TO plead with her the cause OF anotf
/ err
. But at the manor house somebod
r was creeping upstairs TO bed, her ow
left hand pressed closely now agains
I. her smiling lips.
ooh, Dick, Dick, how can you b
. so proud2" she was saying to ne
! glad heart. Cant you see it write
| III my face that love your"
: And have every reason to belieN
she gave not another thought to Lor
} Herbert Vaudeville that night.
[. In the afternoon OF the followir
Q jay Joe came stepping down u
G broad staircase in her pretty prin
Q rose.colored tea-gown, thoughtfl
!. smile curling her lips. Her old nurs
8 Margaret, had told her that Mr. We
i ing was in the houdoir with her mot
{ er. and she was gong there now !
!. afternoon. tea She wondered why
t had come, and what he would say
4 her: whether he would speak kind
{ or devote his attentions solely TO b
q mother.
4 She orened the door softly al
a went in, lovelicr than ever, Dick De
inc thought, with that soft bright iig
Y in her eyes.
!. The room was almost in darkne
{. sxcent for the Pickering fire'light al
/. the glow OF the rose coiered Ian
{. which hung in an alCove between Z
D. long windows.
v Joe stood still by the door irres
ie lutte: she felt somehow as Il she hi
q been doing something unusually repl
"a hensible, and these two were going
"a srold her about IL,
no "Joey. darling. come here, " said !
II mother, nervously, as her aaugh'
Is npneared in the doorway. II ha
,r been wishing to speak to you serio'
y. IL upon n certain matter Tor the Ia
fsw days. and eel that il must y
~ no nut of any longer. MI. Dering h
r. kindly promised 10 help me, SO no
h. YOU viii be good glrl and listen
&C. reason"
%. "Well. 90 onl" said Joe curious
N advancing slowly into the room.
n Thought there was some sort o
-. scoidino in store for me, but what
no can be about can not lmaei
Break it TO me gently, whatever y
ar "NIy dear child, do not begin
e. Joke about it, cried her mother
he most in despair, 'it Is most serle
matter and one which involves "
al whole future life
n. She then began, and with mi
elf earnestness endeavored to .impr
no upon her daughter the deslraoil
at al her accepting Lord Hernei
Ist offer MS quickly as possible. WI
NJ. her Grafton had come TO an end,
on turned beseechingly to Mr.. Deri
irs who said a few kind words Tor
mo lordship. don't suppose they "